Tell Blatant Lies About....Yourself

I am definitely not borrowing from the other posters above me on this page when I say that I am a blind, rap-loving virgin vegan Leftist who is going places, including off Lit where I will cum repeatedly for a month.
 
I sell sex for Powerball tickets. Sorry ladies, but if you want Taegul's mighty hammer, you're going to have to spend a few bucks at your local 7-Eleven/liquor store first.
 
I live in a remote cabin in the woods, and my only electrical appliance is my computer.
The internet is... free. >_>
 
Sorry football fans. I just got selected to replace Bad Bunny as the halftime performer for the super bowl this year. Im going to sing Row, Row, Row Your Boat in classic rock, heavy metal, rap, country, blues, spoken word, opera, and reggae music styles. It's gonna be epic.
 
I have a fear of intimacy, and commitment. I love banging random ladies and going to parties. I am always drunk and drugged up, and having sex.

I'm unreliable and abusive. Women who have dated me exited those relationships super fast. That's why my body count is so high.
 
Not once have I thought about what lies beneath the Sunday dresses of prim ladies sitting in church, how those girls going merrily about their gymnastics would appear... or how those nymphs in the female choir would look if singing together...

... au naturel.

Not once.

The statement is actually true... if you examine it closely.... and so should not be on this thread, possibly.
 
I have had sex with at least one cheerleader from every NFL team except The Chicago Bears. We tried to make it happen, but I guess my asking price was too high and they just couldn't afford me.
 
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